C258 Zhanlu

The night breeze was gentle, and the moonlight shimmered like water over the rippling surface, casting an ineffable chill.

Zhang Xiaodong stood beneath a large tree, his bun only half-eaten, as he watched Lai Yi's expression darken. His smile grew more mischievous by the moment.

She was strikingly beautiful, a beauty that wasn't superficial but one that radiated from within